"Yes!"
The others were somewhat dissatisfied, but as old monsters of the Transformation Realm, they naturally would not let such emotions show. After offering a salute, they filed out one after another, leaving only the Snow Fox King and his son in the vast cavern.
"All right, Jian'er. What exactly happened?"
The young man reached out and gently turned his hand, releasing a layer of soundproofing barrier. Seeing his son act so cautiously, the Snow Fox King felt a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, and his expression grew increasingly grave...
"Father, over these past days, according to your instructions, the clansmen have been searching for little sister's whereabouts. Although we've found no leads, we did discover something strange."
"What?"
"Recently, in the Ice Desert Wasteland, many unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared. Most of them are flood dragons and demonic beasts from the southern Swamp, and quite a few are at the Transformation Realm..."
When the Snow Fox King heard this, his brows drew together. The flood dragons went without saying, while the master of the southern Swamp was none other than that old monster Green-Eyed Patriarch. Could these irregularities be connected to them?
Those two fellows had sent out large numbers of subordinates, skulking about like ghosts. What were they trying to do?
Could it be...
A flash of insight crossed the Snow Fox King's mind. He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face instantly turned livid. Just then, his son's voice sounded by his ear again.
"Royal Father, you've thought of it too. Your son suspects that this matter is likely related to little sister's disappearance. Could the news have leaked out?"
"Impossible. I already issued orders that this matter was to be kept strictly confidential. Who would dare speak nonsense?" The Snow Fox King was both